(I work at a food court restaurant that primarily serves fries. On quiet days like today, we do all our cooking to order. A group of three French women have just come up to our counter and are trying to decide what to order. They each get an order of fries and gravy and leave to sit and eat. Suddenly, the first customer comes back to the counter.)

Customer #1: “I want new fries.”

Me: “I’m terribly sorry. Was there something wrong with your food?”

Customer #1: “Their fries taste better.”

Me: “Pardon me?”

Customer #1: “I tried my fries, then I tried their fries. Theirs are better, so I want new ones!”

(All three women’s fries were from the same batch, cooked and prepared exactly the same way.)